Quotes from Daniel H. Wilson

We've been co-evolving with our technology for a hundred thousand years. Human beings and the technology we make were always inseparable. We're finally coming into this moment where it's coming inside our body for the first time in history.

In my books the technology that I choose to talk about has to serve the themes. What that means is that I end up having to cut out a lot of cool technology that would be really fun to describe and play with, but which would just confuse everybody. So in 'Amped ' I focus on neural implants.

In movies and in television the robots are always evil. I guess I am not into the whole brooding cyberpunk dystopia thing.

Over the past 50 years we got versions of X-ray specs and space vacations, and even death rays. But the X-ray specs don't fit on your face - they're big things that screen your luggage for guns. Space vacations are real, but they cost $20 million. We have death rays, but you have to be a triple Ph.D. to play with them.

If the knowledge is spread, it cannot be stamped out.

Look at us. Amps. We're morons smarter than Lucifer. Cripples stronger than gravity. A bunch of broke-ass motherfuckers stinking rich with potential. This is our army. Our people. Strong and hurt. We're the wounded supermen of tomorrow, Gray. It's time you got yourself healed. New world ain't gonna build itself. And the old world don't want to go without a fight.

The monsters want to talk, to share what happened. They want me to remember and write it all down.

You humans are biological machines designed to create ever more intelligent tools. You have reached the pinnacle of your species. All your ancestors' lives, the rise and fall of your nations, every pink and squirming baby—they have all led you here, to this moment, where you have fulfilled the destiny of humankind and created your successor. You have expired. You have accomplished what you were designed to do.

These tools we love so much have burrowed under our skin like parasites...Making us smarter and stronger and always, always more dependent.

The rules are there so that we can remember them and follow them. If the rules were obvious, we wouldn't have to write them down.

She is staring into hell and I'm not brave enough to join her.

The buttons I usually push don't need my force, only my intention. Buttons are supposed to be servants, waiting to deliver your commands to the machine. Instead, this loud, dumb piece of steel I'm driving demands that I pay strict attention to every turn of the road, keep my hands and feet ready at all times. The car takes no responsibility for the job of driving. It leaves me in total control. I hate it. I don't want control. I just want to get there

Human beings, perfected by our own technology. Only to be wielded by the chosen few. Not by the sheep but by those who are better, Those who are willing to make it to the stars through blood.

The road ain't even marked. Home don't have to be.

Having these boys around town in feral packs is like leaving dynamite out in the sun-something mighty useful and powerful turned into an accident waiting to happen.

Lucky for us, we can give meaning to each other for free. Just by being alive.

You know what you get when the mind and body act as one?...You get harmony...remember that. There is no you. There is no it. Mind and body need a single purpose.

Necessity can obliterate our hatreds.

The human beings who appear in the data, survivors or not, are grouped under one machine designated classification: Hero. These damn machines knew us and loved us, even while they were tearing our civilization to shreds.

Through your actions here today—you have made humankind obsolete.

I know a lot of things, Mathilda. I have gazed through space telescopes into the heart of the galaxy. I have seen a dawn of four hundred billion suns. It all means nothing without life. You and I are special, Mathilda. We are alive.

Each of the humans chests are always rising and falling; and they sway minutely in place as they perform a constant balancing act to stay bipedal.

Plants, animals, men, angels, then God. Difference between men and angels is that men are stuck in a body. They feel pain, hunger, and thirst...But me and you, we don't have to feel them things...We can turn off the human condition. So maybe we're closer to the angels, you know? Creatures of the mind. A higher morality. The machine takes us deeper into our souls. That far inside, we're capable of anything. Way beyond right or wrong.

Lies come as natural as the babbling of a creek.